 | Charles F. Beezley - Literature - 1891 - 436 pages
...of its heart must perish too! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...— as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern-damp, Si quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes! One struggle — and his pain... | |
 | Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Charles Gibbon - Literature - 1893 - 484 pages
...of its heart must perish too. Then turn to roe, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...In charnel airs or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful eighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes -. One struggle,— and his pain is past. —... | |
 | Hubert Marshall Skinner - English literature - 1893 - 464 pages
...its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before, like thee, I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...she sinks — as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes ! One struggle,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - English poetry - 1895 - 874 pages
...heart must perish too! " Then turn to me, my own love, turn, " Before, like thee, I fade and burn; " Cling to these yet cool lips and share " The last...In charnel airs or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes. One struggle — and his pain is past — Her... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner - Literature - 1896 - 534 pages
...she whose only light In this dim world from thee hath shone, Could bear the long, the cheerless night Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...— she sinks; as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes. One struggle ;... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne - Anthologies - 1897 - 702 pages
...its heart must perish too! Then turn to me, my own love, turn. Before, like thee, I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...— she sinks; as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes. One struggle ;... | |
 | C. van Tiel, M. G. van Neck - English literature - 1900 - 472 pages
...of its heart must perish too! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...In charnel airs or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes. One struggle — and his pain is past — Her... | |
 | Charles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Mrs. Lucia Isabella (Gilbert) Runkle, George Henry Warner - Literature - 1902 - 442 pages
...its heart must perish too! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before, like thee, I fade and burn; ^ Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure life that lingers there!9 She fails — she sinks; as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern damp, So quickly do his... | |
 | Justin McCarthy, Maurice Francis Egan, Charles Welsh, Douglas Hyde, Lady Gregory, James Jeffrey Roche - Authors, Irish - 1904 - 544 pages
...its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before, like thee, I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...— she sinks; as dies the lamp In charnel airs or cavern damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes. One struggle ;... | |
 | English poetry - 1905 - 622 pages
...its heart must perish too ! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before, like thee, I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share The last pure...In charnel airs, or cavern-damp, So quickly do his baleful sighs Quench all the sweet light of her eyes. One struggle — and his pain is past — Her... | |
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That I can live, and let thee go, Who art my life itself? — No, no — When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too! Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before like thee I fade and burn; Cling to these yet cool lips, and share... 
